Of course, it happened, her contractions stopped and she was very annoyed as she was so tired, the last two days had been exhausting for her because it was just so on and off and if she was honest she didnt really know how long she could cope with this. They were in the process of trying to naturally induce labour because Carla was so exhausted. Peter was comforting her and Simon had gone to his mums for Christmas as Carla really did need all of Peter's attention right now. Having tried going for a walk in the early hours of the morning she was hoping today would be the day as they had walked at least two miles to get the baby to move downwards including curb walking as well but nothing which caused her an immense amount of annoyance. It was Christmas Eve tomorrow and Carla suggested they stopped with the inducing tactics as she really didnt want to be in labour on Christmas day and Peter agreed.
"Who was that?" she croaks, Peter grins at her and gets up off the sofa "Peter"
"It's your Christmas present" he smirks, she groans in annoyance and sighs it wasn't long before she clocked Peter leading the delivery guys into the garden, she got up and leant on the patio doors raising an eyebrow
"What is it?"
"Instead of a chimenea I thought why not get her a firepit?" he smirks bringing her in for a hug, she rolls her eyes and stretches her back
"Oh," she smirks "Can we test it out?"
"Of course" he smiles holding her hand and heading on to the sun lounger, "Luckily we have the coals from the chimenea"
"Mhm" she nods watching him out some coals on it and read the instructions, he grabs his lighter and lights it and she hums peacefully
"Cuddles?" he questions, she nods slowly and allows him to slide behind her as they watch the flames, she bends forward and breathes out "Breathe it through baby, you're doing so well"
"That was Braxton hicks it didn't hurt," she says quietly, he nods kissing her on the side of the head as she gets through the contraction "They're so irregular that I can't prepare myself for them"
"They'll pick up soon," he says supporting her tummy "Has she been moving?"
"Yeah its really annoying during a contraction as it squeezes her so she squirms" she sighs quietly, he nods slowly kissing her on the back of the head "I'm just so tired"
"Is there anything I can do?" he questions stroking her head as she leans back against his body "Hopefully this fire will keep you calm hm?"
"Yeah" she nods slowly allowing her eyes to close, he rubs her tummy for her allowing his hands to glide over her skin "Thanks for this"
"No problem," he says kissing her on the back of the head, they just lie there together for about fifteen minutes before Carla bends over again and Peter rubs her back "Breathe baby"
"Hmm" she presses a hand to her forehead, "When she moves its so much more painful because it feels like she's fighting against it"
"Stop putting your mummy in pain" he pokes her tummy causing Carla to laugh slightly and lean back against Peter again "Two regular ones, let's hope for some more"
"They'll probably stop, I keep getting two regular then they stop," she says looking at her phone, he scratches her scalp causing her to yawn tiredly
"You can sleep if you want"
"I know," she says tiredly closing her eyes, he rests his hand on her bump for her until she was fast asleep leaving him to entertain himself on his phone until she woke...
There weren't any contractions for the rest of the day until it got to the evening. Peter made her dinner but she really wasn't interested but he managed to persuade her to eat knowing she needed the energy but she just felt increasingly nauseous but with some food in her, she felt a little better so it was the right move on Peter's behalf. Soon enough they watched a movie and Carla was just so unsettled and unable to get comfortable so Peter suggested that she had a bath and she agreed hoping it would make her relax as well as actually make these contractions stop as she didnt want to go into labour now so he sat with her on the floor of the bathroom and held her hand as she soaked away.
"Is that helping?" he asks gently, she nods closing her eyes as he fiddles with her fingers "Do you want me to wash your hair for you?"
"Yes please" she smiles as Peter grabs her shampoo and the showerhead, he begins to lather her hair in her shampoo
"I'll let it rest a bit" he smiles, she nods and lets out a yawn
"I can't believe it eleven at night and we're sat in the bathroom trying to stop my contractions from occurring and relieving my pain"
"Needs must I suppose" he chuckles grabbing the showerhead to wash out her shampoo "I'll let you do the conditioner as I'm rubbish at that"
"Alright" she smiles rubbing conditioner into the ends of her hair before groaning slightly
"Contraction?"
"Yep" she nods slowly placing a hand on her bump, he allows her to squeeze his hand until it was over "I'm so tired"
"I know sweetheart" he takes the shower head and begins to wash out the conditioner for her, he then helps her out of the bath and puts a towel around her body so she didnt catch a chill "You're doing really well, I'm here ok?"
"I know I just feel rubbish," she says hugging him, he nods slowly not minding how she was soaking wet but he was going to support her "I just want to feel like me"
"And you will when all this pain is over" he responds quietly, she nods sadly and allows Peter to drag a brush through her hair
"I got you wet, I'm sorry"
"It's just a bit of water," he says, she sighs and nods slowly grabbing her pyjamas and putting them on "Shall we get you into bed to see if we can get you somewhat comfortable?"
"Yeah ok," she nods allowing him to plug the hairdryer in to dry her hair "Do you want to come out little one? We really want to meet you if you're struggling to decide what to do"
"Hopefully she will head downwards within the next couple of weeks" he smiles grabbing her hairbrush to brush her hair through whilst he dried it
"That'll do Peter" she smiles, he bends down in front of her and takes her hands
"What do you need to get comfy?"
"Pillows," she says quietly, he nods grabbing the spare pillows from the wardrobe and passing them to her so she could box herself in along with the pregnancy pillow
"Is that better?" he questions, she nods turning around and getting comfy "Wake me if you need me ok? The balls in the corner of the room and there are some towels on the window sill if you need them, the buckets also under the bed if you need it"
"Thank you" she smiles as he gets into bed with her, he turns the light off so they could both get some sleep
It was around two in the morning when Carla woke and she was in floods of tears because she just couldnt sleep, Peter woke to her sobs and he immediately held her wanting to comfort her and she just gripped onto him as he helped her through her feelings and her pain. He was just stroking her hair and reassuring her that she could do this and that she was perfect and she was doing so well with all of this. She wanted to get up and move which was understandable so he helped her onto her ball and she was just bouncing up and down on it with him holding her as it was the only relief she got.
"Keep breathing," he says into her head, she just cries more and bounces as Peter holds her "It's ok, I'm here"
"It hurts so much," she says into the side of his head, she breathes out and closes her eyes and continues to bounce
"Do you want anything?" he questions stroking her cheek with the back of his fingers, she grips onto his shoulders
"No" she shakes her head "Music maybe?"
"Sure," he says putting some music on his phone for her, he checks it and sees a text from Michelle "Michelle's sent me a text"
"Hm?" she questions gesturing for him to pass his phone over to her, she hums and looks at it before passing it back to him "Reply however you want?"
"I'll just give her an update," he says, she nods before breathing out again, he bends down in front of her and she whimpers "Merry Christmas Eve"
"Hmm" she chuckles slightly and yawns "I might just have to bounce the whole night baby, it's almost half three"
"I know" he massages her shoulders before applying pressure to her back for her "Better?"
"Yeah much" she smiles as she bounces up and down "We're going to end up with a baby soon aren't we?"
"Yeah" he chuckles kissing her on the top of the head "Just keep riding it through baby, just think every contraction you're closer to meeting her"
"I'm so tired Peter" she whimpers, he nods slowly kissing her on the head as she gets up to get into bed again, Peter holds her close trying to comfort her, he begins to scratch her back gently which she hummed at and it wasn't long before she was asleep again allowing Peter to sleep as well...
Late the next morning Carla woke and headed downstairs, she immediately wanted Peter to hold her so he did wanting to make her feel comfortable. Soon enough she was back sitting on her ball and then there was a knock at the door causing her to groan in annoyance and chuck her jumper on in case it was someone that didnt know about the pregnancy but luckily it was just Michelle who wanted to spend the day with Carla but she just wasn't up to it and she really didnt want to snap at her friend but she was irritated with tiredness.
"I just wanted to drop this off for both of you" Michelle smiles placing the present down on the table, Carla hums slightly taking the gift and unwrapping it "Just some bits and bobs for you after you've pushed her out"
"Oh 'Chelle," she says looking at the gift set and hugging her friend "Thank you, babe"
"No problem" she smiles slightly kissing Carla on top of the head before she hums and breathes out "I've got you"
"Hmm" she whimpers as Peter goes to rub her back for her whilst Michelle props her up "It really hurts now"
"They're really irregular though but when they happen they hurt" she confirms now gripping onto Peter who was much stronger than Michelle "Ow"
"I know" he strokes her hair as she sighs in annoyance going to the fridge and grabbing the water
"I'll leave you both to it, let me know when you've progressed more ok?"
"Yeah, bye 'Chelle" Carla says as she leaves, she downs her water and hums slightly "Come on darlin' I've been labouring for a few days now I'm exhausted"
"She'll come when she wants" he reassures her, she sighs and hums drinking more water "We should have sex to get her out"
"Uh thats a last resort" he points, she giggles and squats down onto her ball and bounces again
"You'd be helping your wife out," she says with a smirk, he rolls his eyes and she saunters over to him and hooks her arms around his neck "Go on, you know I'm irresistible"
"Carla" he rolls his eyes placing his hands on her hips, she raises her eyebrows "I'll let you decide on the lingerie"
"Ugh" he rolls his eyes, she smirks and giggles
"It might help relieve my contractions," she says quietly kissing him on the neck, he secures his arms around her "So what do you say? I'm letting you take complete control baby...surprised you haven't jumped at the chance..."
"Hmm I just don't want to cause you pain," he says quietly kissing her on the lips, she deepens the kiss and he lifts her onto the kitchen counter as they continue to kiss "Hmm"
"What do you say then?" she whispers against his lips, he takes her hand and slides her off the counter before taking her upstairs, she smirks happily knowing she was getting exactly what she wanted...
After they had finished Carla and Peter were lying in each other's arms, her leg draped over his as they just stare at each other and hold each other. She was able to relax and actually managed to get a couple of hours of sleep so Peter left her to it and made a start on dinner, she woke and made her way downstairs smirking at him in his robe, she sat on her ball and immediately grabbed her bump support as she really felt as if she needed it right now. Peter then passed her a bowl of pasta and she ate it all surprisingly feeling a bit more human, he did consider ordering in with it being Christmas Eve but he knew she wouldn't be that hungry.
"Oh ok" she hums bouncing up and down on the ball, he chuckles slightly "Well I don't think my plan worked"
"Nope" he laughs bending down in front of her and taking her hands "You keep bouncing love"
"This thing is a lifesaver I'm telling you," she says bouncing gently as her contraction fizzles out "They won't be regular it's so annoying"
"I know," he says softly resting his forehead against hers "I'm glad you've had something to eat though"
"Yeah me too" she nods "I feel more energised after our post-sex nap as well"
"Good" he smiles as she groans slightly again "Another one?"
"Yep," she says bouncing slowly again, she sighs and gets up to stretch her back "I wonder if I've dilated at all"
"I'd say so," he says gently as she hugs him "All we need now is for your waters to break then we're sorted"
"Mhm," she mumbles as she groans again "Oh my..."
"Painful?" he questions, she nods resting her hands on the wall, Peter rubs her back for her "Please"
"Speak to me" he whispers, she shakes her head closing her eyes "Pressure?"
"No it hurts so much," she says quietly swaying her hips, he continues to rub her back for her as she whimpers "Ok done"
"Well done" he whispers hugging her, she sighs and grips onto him, he supports her body for her "She's moving down baby, she's going to meet you soon and it'll all be ok"
"I don't care when it is anymore, if it's tomorrow it's tomorrow I just want this over with"
"And it will be, don't worry"